I like this side of Francis Porretto. First time I have ever seen you type a derogatory word and it is refreshing. You used it sparingly and in context, no vulgarity. I also agree with your premise, we need to take the fight to them, allow them the terror filled minutes on the phone with their wives and/or S/O and listen to the fright in their vioce.

Someone who has access to his phone number should call him, late at night, and ask him if he knows where his child is. Once he felt that terror, he _might_ be able to identify with Mrs. Carlson's plight. He deserves to know, to understand, to truly _feel_ that terror.